Kweli was sitting outside her hut watching the stars when shi sensed it—Taylor was asleep and beginning to dream. The shaman of the Fort Hyde Pack went inside hir hut to prepare for hir trance so shi could use hir soul bond to speak with Taylor.
Kweli placed her ceremonial bison headdress on top of hir head. Next, Kweli took a jar of blue bodypaint and began tracing over the strange patterns in hir fur with it. Finally, shi placed the most sacred bead necklaces in hir collection around hir neck and prayed to the spirits. "I greet you, O mighty spirits of earth and sky! Tonight I take leave of my body and wander the immaterial world of dreams and visions. I humbly beg you, guide my soul from the world of flesh and matter, and take it down your spirit paths. Bring my spirit to the drifting consciousness of Taylor Wagner, who needs my guidance. For this service, I give you my gratitude and this offering of food and drink!"
Kweli then took a bowl of berries and a mug of beer. Shi walked to hir open door and tossed the contents of the bowl and the mug into the wind. "I dedicate this offering to you and our ritual, guiding spirits," Shaman Kweli proclaimed. "Please accept this payment. I shall now prepare for my body and soul for the journey."
The werehyena shaman placed some crushed cannabis leaves in the incense censer hanging from her ceiling and lit it. Kweli took a deep breath, inhaling as much of the sacred smoke as shi could. Shi then took hir cannabis pipe and smoked, whispering more prayers to the spirits and Lady Moon between puffs. Kweli could already see spirits of all description beginning to encircle hir, ready to lead hir down their paths through the dreamworld. Some looked like the beasts of the Great Plains, others like long-dead members of the Fort Hyde Pack, and all watched the shaman intently.
Kweli sat cross-legged on a mat in the center of the room. Shi closed hir eyes and grasped hir stiffening cock, beginning to stroke it. As shi jerked hir dick with one hand, shi used the other to reach under hir ballsack and play with hir engorged pussy. As shi masturbated, Kweli meditated on the mysteries and the glory of Lady Moon and Her spirits, dedicating all of hir pleasure to the Lady. Kweli pumped hir fist vigorously up and down the throbbing shaft of hir eager cock while the fingers of hir other hand thrust in and out of hir vagina, straining against its tight walls. Kweli could feel the burning pleasure beginning to mount in intensity; the bliss was nearly transcendent.
The mighty orgasm finally crashed through Shaman Kweli like a bolt of divine lightning. Hir throbbing cock fired jets of thick cum into the air like a canon as hir pussy gushed its feminine juices onto the dirt floor, making a mud puddle beneath Kweli. Every cell in Kweli's body was alight with a searing pleasure as a rapturous state of cosmic ecstasy filled hir mind.
The werehyena shaman felt hirself floating above hir body. Shi opened hir eyes and saw that shi was indeed hovering several feet above hir own head. Slowly, Kweli's hut seemed to dissolve, leaving the shaman's soul standing in a void filled with iridescent stars. A path of rainbow light formed at hir paws and stretched off into the horizon. Three spirits stood on the path, ready to guide Kweli. One took the form of a hyena, another of a bison, and the third a coyote. They were soon joined by a fourth: Kweli's departed mother Jina, the pack's previous shaman.
Jina motioned to hir daughter to follow hir and the other spirits down the path. Kweli nodded and sprinted after them, eager to locate Taylor's consciousness before the young shaman-in-training could wake up.